Description

Conceived the daughter of a Sidhe artist and Declan Brennan on a Beltane night, Aine Brennan is an odd young girl. Aware of both the Fae world, and that of the Garou, she has always known who her father was. Raised in a secluded artists commune in rural Georgia, Aine is whimsical and often lost in a world unseen by most people.

At 5'8" tall, and curvy in form, Aine is not a small girl. She lacks the delicate nature her breeding would speak of, and is more solidly built. She doesn't remotely resemble her father, and only a few know what her mother looks like. In that she carries her mothers large brown eyes, curly black hair, and delicately pointed ears. Dressed mostly in jeans, a tanktop, and sneakers, this young Garou finds function over form to be her preference. Often she can be found with black feathers tied into her hair, and a raven-theme to her jewelry. She has a penchant for shiny things, and a love of a good fight.

Family, History, Life

Her love of tattoos started with drawing when she was a little girl. She would draw extensive celtic knotwork on her skin, detailed and elegant. It transferred easily into a tattoo apprenticeship at 13 in the Commune, where she began to excel.

Her first change came at 14, in a controlled environment. Her mother questioned her belief in the Morrigan, over and over again. Driving the girl into a rage at being told she didn’t truly believe in the battle goddess.

After her first Change she was sent to a small, often overlooked Caern in rural Georgia. After three months as a cub, she went through her Rite of Passage. Three months later she challenged for Fostern.

At fifteen she achieved the rank of Adren.

Since then she has spent her time roaming the state as an anruth, deciding if she wants to join a pack or sept, and going where her roaming takes her.

July of 2016 has found the girl eager to finally meet her family, most notably her elder sister, Pari Forakis. With an eager desire to learn she sought out Pari, and found herself with the Pathwalkers.

Rumors & Quotes

"I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by,